The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In the dreamland where the two are connected, the private room of the restaurant.

Yang Jian put down his hand, and Liu Ya also opened his eyes, and then felt too shameful, couldn't help but leaned on the table, and looked at Yang Jian with a pair of big watery eyes.

"Brother Yang Jian..."

Yang Jian sighed, "I know where the problem of your cultivation is."

"Huh?" Liuya blinked, waiting quietly for Yang Jian to explain.

It seemed that this problem that had troubled her for hundreds of years was already a trivial matter after Yang Jian saw through her thoughts.

After all, it would be too shameful to show one's heart unreservedly to the 'relevant' people.

Yang Jian raised his hand and wrote the word 'I' out of thin air in front of her.

Liuya blushed, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yang Jian... Although I have these thoughts that I shouldn't have, they have not affected my practice because of them. I know you don't have those thoughts about me, and I'm just a dirty little liar you saved back then..."

"I mean, you yourself! Think about the word 'I' from the perspective of Tao!"

Yang Jian was quickly defeated and quickly cut off her words.

Liu Ya snorted and covered her face with her hands, and took a long time to sneak a look at Yang Jian.

"I?"

She calmed down and began to think about the meaning of Yang Jian's words.

"Cough," Yang Jian said from the side, "this way is very Tao, and this body is yourself. Liuya, you have your own way, which may be similar to the profound meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, but it is different from the profound meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

"After entering the sword-testing place in the second half, because of the dao marks left by the empress dowager, you began to modify your own way to the six reincarnations, and then you wanted to suppress your own way, so that you could concentrate on practicing the six reincarnations..."

"This is actually a bit of a waste of time."

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, Liu Ya asked back in confusion: "But if my Tao is not the six reincarnations, what else is it? I am obviously her Tao fruit, which is equivalent to her reincarnation."

"Does the previous life and the present life have to be on the same path?" Yang Jian asked with a smile, and Liu Ya couldn't help being taken aback.

"For example, in my previous life I used a single sword, but in this life I like to use a long spear; he took a path that I can't understand now, and the Eighty-nine Mysterious Kungfu that I am majoring in now is far behind my previous life."

Yang Jian drew it casually, and the phantom of the six reincarnation disks slowly emerged.

"Relax, don't have any thoughts of resistance," Yang Jian said, and Liuya nodded slightly.

Then Yang Jian aimed the six-path reincarnation disk at Liuya's chest, and pushed it lightly. Liuya's body trembled slightly, and a wave of dao rhyme spread out from the body, resisting the phantom of the six-path reincarnation disk.

"Look, your avenue is resisting the six reincarnation disks."

Liu Ya couldn't help frowning in thought.

Yang Jian didn't say much, and continued to pick up and eat vegetables as soon as they were ordered.

His great dream skill is only at the most elementary level, he can construct a not too complicated dream, pull a person into the dream, and communicate with the other party.

Soon, Liuya realized something, sighed with a complicated face, and sat there lost in thought.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

Liuya replied with some disappointment: "It turns out that I am really not the same person as your empress."

"Of course not," Yang Jian wanted to wake her up with chopsticks, but he paused and continued to pick up vegetables.

It's better to stop tugging at her heartstrings.

Back then when she was weak, helpless and lonely, Yang Jian just happened to break into her world when she was a teenager, and it was reasonable for her to depend on and cherish her.

Yang Jian is not a person who is promiscuous, nor is he greedy for sex. He has always regarded Liuya as a god-sister, and he has a kind of respect for sister Houtu.

Yang Jian said: "Even in the previous and present lives, they should be counted as two people. When Brother Chunyang died, I wanted to visit him a few years ago after he was reincarnated, but I couldn't do it anyway. I really don't know, if I saw someone exactly like Brother Chunyang, would I treat him as Lu Chunyang, Duke Dong, or someone else..."

"Brother Yang Jian, don't be sad," Liu Ya reached out and took Yang Jian's left hand, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Yang Jian was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't withdraw his hand directly, but put it there naturally, let her hold it, and said with a smile: "It's not sad, it's just that the world is impermanent. When it comes to business, if you experience it carefully, you will know that there is actually a big difference between your Dao and the Six Realms of Reincarnation."

"Well, brother, I just found out when you reminded me."

"Your own way is the basis for your enlightenment in the future," Yang Jian said carefully, "There are no two identical flowers in the world, and there are no two identical avenues in the world. You and Sister Houtu are two people. No matter how similar your avenues are, they cannot replace each other."

"I got it……"

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, made a stretching motion, and broke away from her little hand without a trace.

"I was a little sleepy in my dream."

"Brother Yang Jian, you have been running around for a long time, why don't you take this opportunity to rest for a while," Liuya said in a low voice, "We were originally in the Chaos Clock, but now we are in a dream again, you can sleep here for a while, and you will only be outside for a while, so nothing will be delayed."

Yang Jian smiled wryly, and sighed: "I don't dare to loosen that heartstring, let's go, let's talk after we get out of the dream."

"Brother!" Liuya stood up suddenly, Yang Jian was a little caught off guard, she seemed to rush over desperately, fell into Yang Jian's arms, and hugged Yang Jian's neck.

She hugged him very hard, sobbing softly on his shoulder, which made Yang Jian somewhat unbearable to push him away.

"Silly girl, why are you crying, but someone bullied you?"

Liuya's lips trembled slightly, she raised her head slightly, and looked at Yang Jian just like that.

There was a little helplessness in Yang Jian's eyes, but also a little bit of intolerance.

But Liu Ya said in a low voice: "Brother, since you have seen what's on my mind, I don't want to let myself feel depressed anymore... Just treat it as a erotic dream, even after waking up, you and I are still far apart, but can... can you not reject me."

"Liuya..."

"Can you call me Qingqing? This is the Taoist name given by the teacher. I don't want to continue to be the shadow of Empress Houtu in your eyes."

Yang Jian was silent, but then smiled a little, and wrapped his arms around the waist of the beautiful woman in his arms.

He was so proactive that Qingqing was at a loss, but Yang Jian just hugged her quietly, let her long hair hang in front of him, and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"Are you pitying me?" Qing Qing murmured, this dream really became a dream.

But then she smiled foolishly and hugged herself tighter, and it was more comfortable to sit in the arms of this man whom she had missed for thousands of years.

She murmured: "Even if you pity me, I'm still very happy. Brother Yang Jian, will you remember me, if I die in the next battle."

Yang Jian said in a deep voice: "Don't say such stupid things, survive, if you and I are alive after the catastrophe, I will go to find you and take you back to live together."

"Really?" Qing Qing was also a little overjoyed, her tear-stained eyes were full of light.

Yang Jian sighed in his heart, but still nodded with a smile.

Before he had time to say more, the lovely person in his arms moved closer to him, her lips trembling slightly, moved closer to him.

Yang Jian didn't say much, this is a dream, and he would treat it as a dream.

He didn't reject Liuya, it should be said that he didn't reject Qingqing. In fact, it wasn't because he was attracted to her, but because of the current catastrophe and the almost hopeless future with no hope of dawn, he really didn't want to hurt anyone's heart.

If what is waiting in front of them is the massacre of the nine powerhouses;

If he and the woman in his arms that he doesn't hate, but also likes and is close to, will eventually be annihilated, then why not leave her with some gentle memories instead of cold rejection?

The dream was slightly extended.

They didn't do much, they just had a skin-to-skin relationship in a dream, and then spent a day like ordinary people.

Going shopping hand in hand, hugging and watching the sunset, lying on the clean beach and counting the stars.

But the dream is always a dream, and you have to wake up anyway; a whole day has passed in the dream, but only half an hour in the chaotic clock.

At the place where the sword was tested, Liu Ya opened her eyes, the blush on her face had not dissipated, she hurriedly got up, turned her head and looked around, but she couldn't find Yang Jian.

She stood there feeling a little lost, her fingers brushed her lips, and in the end she just smiled softly.

Sitting back on the original futon, this time she was no longer anxious, no longer worried about anything, and began to analyze her own avenue, eliminating all the sentiments that had been forcibly copied before, and her own aura slowly rose.

Just outside the fairy island where Liuya was, Yang Jian and Milong saw this scene, they nodded slightly with smiles on their faces.

On the other hand, Zixia stared at her master's profile, and couldn't help muttering a few words...

"Tsk, what happened in the dream just now? Why is Uncle Liuya so shy for a while, and smiling for a while. Sigh, I really don't know much, so I don't understand."

Yang Jian's face was a little embarrassed, and the mirage dragon Kongwu beside him also narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Yang Jian glanced at his apprentice, and said calmly: "Why, you are also in trouble in cultivating the Tao, do you want me to help you as a teacher?"

"Okay, okay!" Zixia immediately came up happily, and shook Yang Jian's arm gently, "If it's the master, the apprentice will definitely cooperate."

Yang Jian was immediately defeated, swept his sleeves, and said, "Go out."

Then flash people directly.

Zixia giggled, made a face in the direction where Yang Jian disappeared, and then muttered softly: "Look, I won't tell the three mistresses about this."

Mirage laughed and said, "There are three of them, and I don't mind four."

"Senior, you don't know how many fairies are worried about my master." Zixia glanced at Liuya, thought for a while, and then felt relieved, "If it's Liuya, it's understandable. After all, master must have a crush on Empress Houtu. This is the reincarnation of Empress Houtu..."

The mirage dragon was also a little messy.

Zixia urged: "Senior, send me out quickly, I'm going to watch over Master for the ladies."

"You don't want to guard and steal yourself," Mirage Dragon Yu said earnestly, Zixia blinked, but smiled without saying a word.

The master has three Taoist companions, and I don't know how many more in the future, but she is the only apprentice...